Short Twines Poems

floating like a stone
icy fingers tickle your soul 
cold twines like a hug...

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Fog and clouds meet
It's no feat now
Repeat fog twines  ...

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the swash of cold waves,
ankle-deep, twines burning sand -
infinite surging

oil of coconut
on darkening flesh, the sun -
surf and splash sizzle...

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I’ll ransack the caging golden towers,
Slip your hands from the twines of forlorn hours;   
Spirit you to fields ‘neath conspiring stars,     
Coif your hair with a headdress of flowers....

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Where Are You

Purple grass waves in the gentle breeze
Violet leaves live on the tall tree
White laced ivy inter-twines
Light blue skies are devine
Puffy clouds float by
This field of rye
Why can’t I 
See you
Here
...

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In that lost book,
morning-glory
twines among eglantine,
honeysuckle
and nameless blooms.
The black space between

hides what a child
in time may learn: 
the dark edge of the screen
suggesting all
that lies beyond,
imagined but unseen....

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If our high hopes
and a rainbow’s slopes
collide,
wide scopes of kaleidoscopes
raining
bold, forgotten designs
upon old, cotton twines
we’re staining
still bind the gentle mind,
after all this while, to
tie-dye’s sentimental style.

E. V. Wyler...

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Hopeless endless countless lines

Any more hope draw my twines 

Never give up just take a guess

Give a riddle and leave the rest

More structure to watch me struggle 

Another question and leave a scribble 

Now all left is to draw the noose draw me scissors and cut me loose....

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What a wonderful life it would be
If there really was a money tree
A great big oak, at least ten feet tall
How extraordinary for us all

All day, we pluck hanging twines that join
Tall branches heavy with golden coins
Tree abundant with crisp dollar bills
Be blessed to share bounty and goodwill

Verily believe that dreams come true
...

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Oak and maple trees turn to wines
As summer's final sumac twines
To autumn's cool amaretto scent
Among the season's soft lament.

The lattices of amber rose
Turn skeletal with fall's repose.

The final phase of new moon's chill
Brushes autumn upon the hill,
While fall's ambrosia soothes our fears
Of winter's cool crystal chandeliers....

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In pageant of stars, a showstopper shines
palisaded halo, a bashful yellow reclines
a nocturnal goddess, daemon wind whines
companionless beauty, no orbit in twines.




28th April 2020

Sponsor	Gregory R Barden
Contest Name	Rithimus Divisa 3

Reference poem details 
Honeymoon
Date written 7th April 2020
for Emile Pinet Contest Minuanetta Poems...

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The world is a thick forest
big trees, weeds, twigs, twines
growing together in confusion
but time is coming quite soon
only big trees that provide timber
only the ones that stand out strong
shall be facilitated to live
the weak and minority trees
the weeds and twines growing
shall be cut down and burned
to give way for the useful trees
to thrive and husband the forest...

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See my heart Lord, know its pains, fleshly sorrows torrid rains.
Time drags on never-ending,
Time's no friend never bending.
Sadness twines through beating heart,
Hope, seems is falling apart.
Quiet winds blow, yet, stir up the dust
Softly I hear trust, trust, trust.  
The moon riding high, a wink in the sky.
Mirages disappear in the blink of an eye.
Slowly aging, time presses on,
Weakness growing stronger, while all hope though, seems gone....

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Hate hangs from me like a disintegrating cloak
It’s sickly oil tendrils trailing from me
It never gives passes
Eloquent in its misuse
Scratching its way through the sheerness. of the
slivers
Feeling so black that blue isn’t quite enough

Love drapes from me like a sculpted marble toga
It’s twirling twines exploding into fluff
It lives in the past and futures
Incoherently overused
It coddles in lessening touches of soft
Feeling the light before it lands...

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Tides, they arise overshore
along with fears, they reverse overboard
her cloaks, they float in their eternal blue
with her flawless gulf carried out through.

Those emerald hairs, they dance along
as her salty breath , they slap across
 chords escaping through their entangled twines
that symphony, they engulf my senses.

Those ships, they riding on her back
never was sure about  destinations
my eyes, traveling  far beyond
with that longing heart, as deep as her....

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MEET A POET TODAY


I know birds that weave shrubs into nest on trees ??
I know rodents that do same in crevices 
I know apes that do their gymics  on branches
Even the weevils that pulverise grains into dusts
And for goldsmiths  that twist the fate of precious  stones
If you ever marvel at these things 
Pay a visit to a poet
They are the gods that weave  words into twines and brass chains 
Make one a friend today
Tomorrow you will  speak in Solomon's words



CONCEPTUAL FM...

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